Several days had passed since the massive slaughter that had swept through Yongjian Commandery City, yet the tense, murderous atmosphere it had brought lingered stubbornly on. The streets and alleys remained withered, silent, and oppressive.
At this moment, Meng Zhao used his supreme bodily cultivation and the Muscle-Tendon Transformation and Bone-Shrinking technique to alter his appearance. He became an ordinary-looking man of about thirty, with sallow skin and unremarkable features, draped in a light-blue cotton robe as he walked through the commandery city blanketed in ice and snow. Everywhere he looked, he saw only fear and unease.
He showed no reaction and cared little for the atmosphere in Yongjian Commandery City. He merely hurried toward a blacksmith shop at the end of the long street. After greeting the lovely proprietress at the front of the shop, he strode into a room in the rear courtyard.
Inside, a broad, muscular, towering man was tearing into a roast chicken.
His mouth glistened with grease. When he opened his huge maw and clamped his savage teeth shut, the tender chicken meat and bones were crushed together. The wet, smacking sounds of his chewing were like a demon feeding, making for a truly horrifying sight.
"Master Craftsman Luo, this lowly one came to hand things over to you at Chief Zeng's orders. I wonder how matters at Hu Mountain are progressing?"
After entering the room, Meng Zhao first cupped his hands in salute. Then, entirely at ease, he walked to the table and sat down before questioning him.
It had now been seven days since Meng Zhao had arrived in Yongjian Commandery City with the bald man Zeng Dong and the big-bellied woman Ji Rushuang. His current identity was Zeng Dong's cousin. Because of the Great Snow Disaster and the famine, he had come